Chapter 627

China, the airport of Furong City, at this time, a long blond Sally, pulling the trunk, boarded the plane from Furong city to France Charles de Gaulle Airport.

"The chief editor said that in this world famous oil painting exhibition held in the government building of the thirteen districts of France, there will be a great painting which is said to be a Chinese painter. It seems that from internal sources, this painting has been bought at a high price by the Louvre in France to be ready for collection. "

When she boarded the plane to France's Charles de Gaulle Airport, Sally began to draw with her notebook on her seat, planning her own news mining plan this time.

"As far as I know, it seems that only Liu Yizhi, who has risen this year, can gain a position in the international painting world. Is this painting Liu Yizhi's? "

Thinking of the painter Liu Yizhi, Sally nodded, "yes, it's Liu Yizhi. The last time "the train is coming" has caused quite a stir in European painting circles. This time, it is estimated that Liu Yizhi's latest painting is still in use! It is not uncommon for Chinese painters' paintings to be collected by the Louvre. However, the paintings that could be included in the Louvre in the past are basically traditional Chinese paintings. It seems that there is no precedent for Chinese painters to collect western oil paintings in the Louvre collection So this time, this mysterious painter is probably Liu Yizhi. Liu Yizhi is also a representative of Chinese painters who have begun to show their talents in the world painting world with oil paintings... "

Although Sally does not have any in-depth research on oil painting, as a reporter, she needs to be well-informed. Before she got on the plane, she checked some materials and learned about Liu Yizhi. She also knew that he was the most successful Chinese painter in oil painting.

"This time, make sure you get the headline. The chief editor's grapevine is not small. He even reserved the same hotel as the mysterious painter. It is in the Champs Elysees Hotel in Paris next to the government building of the thirteen districts in France. It costs more than 3000 yuan a night. This time, the newspaper office made the headlines. It seems that the bleeding is not small... "

Sally decided the interview plan and plan in her mind. After all, it is not so easy to cross the flight of more than ten hours.

The main reason why the chief editor of Fu Rong daily sent Sally to take part in the headlines of this mysterious oil painter. Or because of Sally's western appearance and excellent English communication skills.

At the same time. Many other large newspapers and news groups in China. I also learned from their respective news channels that there was a talented painter from China in this famous French oil painting exhibition.

Of course. Liu Yizhi deliberately asked the European Oil Painting Association to release the news. After all, although Sulin didn't want to reveal his identity and used a pseudonym of sunny, Liu Yizhi wanted to let the whole world, especially the compatriots of China, know that China has produced an oil painting genius, an absolute genius, comparable to that of Leonardo da Vinci, Michelangelo and Van Gogh.

These media reporters also tried their best to get tickets to the exhibition. The number of invitation tickets was only 50. Each invitation ticket was issued after careful consideration by the European Oil Painting Association. Basically, the 50 people who got the invitation tickets already represent the highest level of oil painting in the world.

After 11 hours of sailing, after sleeping, Sulin woke up from the turbulence about to land.

"So fast? It's time to get off the plane? "

Su Lin opened her eyes and found that she had been sleeping on Chen Xueling's shoulder. She quickly collected her saliva and apologized," that Mr. Chen, I'm sorry. I just fell asleep I don't know I've been leaning on you

"Nothing, Sulin. You came to France to protect me."

On the way, Chen Xueling didn't fall asleep. Instead, she was reading a book. Su Lin glanced at this book. It was Liu Yizhi who asked Su Lin to revise the history of Western oil painting.

"It's more than 10 o'clock now. Mr. Chen, our hotel is in the Champs Elysees Hotel in Paris next to the thirteen district government building. After getting off the plane, shall we take a taxi? But I don't exchange euro on me. Do you have any foreign currency? "

Su Lin came in a hurry, so he didn't exchange foreign currency. It can be said that Su Lin's body, only UnionPay card, although in foreign countries can also brush, but not as convenient as cash.

"It doesn't matter. I have it."

Chen Xueling, who had long been preparing to come to France, exchanged a lot of foreign exchange in the bank. France is a member of the European Union, so its currency is also the euro.

"Damn you. Don't be complacent now. When you get off the plane, you will suffer. "

The plane is about to stop. Song Jia, sitting in row d at the back, picks up her mobile phone and sends a text message to Philip, the French Paris villain he has already contacted, and asks Philip to take someone to clean up Sulin and Chen Xueling near the airport.

During the 11 hours on the plane, Song Jia was extremely depressed. Watching Su Lin pretending to be asleep, she leaned on Chen Xueling's shoulder. The key is that Chen Xueling did not have any other reaction except pushing Sulin at the beginning, leaving Su Lin to lean on her.Usually, Song Jia couldn't hold Chen Xueling's hand, let alone other intimate actions with Chen Xueling. But the orders of the family asked him, in any case, to find a way to marry Chen Xueling, and then bind the Chen family to his own family.

"If the soft is not good, it will be hard. Chen Xueling, this trip to France will be a memorable moment of your life... "

Song Jia touched her bag, and there was a bottle of powerful aphrodisiac. He believed that as long as he worked in the hotel, he would find a chance to let Chen Xueling take this powerful stimulant. Love medicine would make Chen Xueling grumble on her own, and at that time, as long as she was a man. In front of her, she will come.

As long as Chen Xueling, an old maid in the aristocratic family, is taken down, and then a video is taken, Song Jia does not believe that Chen Xueling can still escape from her own palm?

Moreover, with the video as evidence, Song Jia could claim that she was forced by Chen Xueling, even if she returned to China. What's more, video is in hand. With the prestige of the Chen family. I'm also afraid that such videos will flow out. As a result, I can only choose to marry the Song family.

"If it wasn't for what my uncle told me, I really don't believe it. Chen Xueling is thirty-one years old. It's a virgin. "

The plane landed. Under the radio prompt tone, the passengers begin to get off the plane one by one. Song Jia, walking behind, stares at Chen Xueling's plump figure. Round ass, can't help bursting. Thinking that Chen Xueling could be pressed under her body this evening and turned her into a coquettish girl, she cried and begged to let herself go to her. Song Jia felt a sense of extreme satisfaction in her heart.

"After a while, let Philip and others stop Chen Xueling and the smelly boy outside the airport. First, he beat the smelly boy to death, and then, when they intend to insult Chen Xueling, I will be born in the air to save the beauty Tut That's right. It's the hero who saves the beauty. In this way, Chen Xueling's attitude towards me should be changed Besides, this is France, and she has no reason to suspect me... "

After getting off the plane, Songjia immediately called Philippe, the boss of the Paris gangster, and said to him in pure French: "Philip, what I told you before should be changed, not just that beautiful woman with Asian face. There is also a stinky boy with him. In a moment, you will beat that stinky boy half to death, and then I will appear when you are ready to insult the woman. You can cooperate with my performance then, and let me beat all the gangsters under you away After that, 100000 euros... "

Although Song Jia was a child of a noble family, she studied in France for a period of time when she was a child. Therefore, her French was very pure, and she was able to collude with French gangsters like Philip.

As long as one hundred thousand euros is spent, it can teach Su Lin a lesson, and save the United States heroically, so that Chen Xueling's image can be greatly improved. How does Song Jia think that the 100000 euro is too valuable and cost-effective.

As for Philippe, a big gangster in Paris, he just let himself send out more than a dozen younger brothers to help a noble boy in China teach a bad boy a lesson, and perform another play. In less than an hour, he can get a reward of 100000 euros. Philip really thinks that he has made more money than robbery. He collected protection fees for entertainment places in more than a dozen districts in Paris, and his daily income was only a few hundred thousand euros.

"Sulin, you'll follow me in a moment. Don't get lost, or if you don't speak the language well, you may lose yourself... "

Chen Xueling knows a little French, but it is only limited to ordinary communication, far less fluent than her English. But in Paris, France, it's better to speak French. Although as an international metropolis, there are many people who know English in Paris, they just ignore it when someone communicates with them in English. Second, English is only useful in public places such as airport receptions or European Disneyland. It's not that the French are arrogant. They are raising the use of French to the height of a symbol of national image and dignity.

Chen Xueling remembers that once she took a domestic flight in France and went to the airport exit, she met a Chinese who was in France. She happened to meet the police to check her passport. Facing the police's interrogation, the Chinese asked, "lish?" But the police answered in standard English: your residence permit is French. How can you not understand French?

In the eyes of the French, it is natural to use the local language in France. In order to protect the local language and culture, the French government even legislated to limit the proportion of English songs and films broadcast or shown in the media. French believe that French is the most elegant and beautiful language in the world.

"Don't worry! Miss Chen, I'll always be with you. "

Su Lin smiles. Although he doesn't know French, and even English is half a bucket of water, it must be a problem to communicate. But Sulin has an omnipotent beauty cultivation system. When she wants to get off the plane, Sulin spent 500 cultivation points to exchange for "language master" skills.

With the "language master" skill, Sulin has mastered any language on earth, even more proficient than the local people.Of course, Su Lin didn't want to show off her French in front of Chen Xueling. She just helped Chen Xueling with her luggage, looked for signs and went to the underground taxi loading point.

After all, in Paris, France, I'm not familiar with my hometown, and I don't have a bus so late. Taking a taxi directly from the airport to the hotel is the most convenient and fast way.

However, just walked to the taxi loading point, Sulin found out something was wrong. Because this place, unexpectedly, there are more than a dozen different kinds of big men wandering around. Su Lin, who saw this from a distance, had a bad premonition.

Because these big men are full of evil spirit. Sulin can clearly feel that these big men are definitely not easy to be provoked. It is estimated that they are all thugs in the streets of Paris.

European people are generally a little taller than Asian people. Among these ten men, there are even five or six black people, nearly 1.9 meters tall, and their muscles are almost bulging out.

"Miss Chen, we Or go the other way! Those people in front of me have some bad intentions. "

Although Sulin was not afraid of those people, he did not want to make any conflicts when he arrived in Paris. After all, he was going to participate in the oil painting exhibition tomorrow. If he was detained by the local police for fighting, tomorrow's exhibition would be ruined.

"OK, Sulin, let's go on the other side."

Chen Xueling obviously saw the more than ten big men. She also raised a lot of money in her heart and pulled Su Lin to the other side of the taxi platform.

However, they moved so that more than a dozen big men also found them.

"Boss, those two The men and women with Chinese faces should be the targets of Song Dynasty

One of the Negroes pointed to Sulin and Chen Xueling and called out. The white boss in black jacket standing in the middle was Philippe, the underground king of Paris. With a cigar in his mouth and sunglasses at such a late night, he saw Sulin and Chen Xueling in the direction of the black pointing, and snapped his fingers: "they are them. Surround me." (to be continued.).. ）

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